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Chapter 475

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Half an hour later.

"Brother Roddy, is there really going to be a battle later?"

They were already deep into the Da Vinci Forest, but the atmosphere was very relaxed. Although she knew what was going to happen, Naifei was not nervous at all. Instead, she took off her hood and looked around curiously.

"There will be, so you have to stay close to Akasha. I didn't leave you in the manor because you'll be safer with me. Do you understand? Don't run around. "

"Oh, you've said it so many times … Of course I won't run around!"

"I was wrong, I was wrong. Don't be angry."

Roddy pretended to pat Naifei's head, and the little loli smiled happily. But in such a relaxed atmosphere, Roddy turned to Sodelor and said, "Prepare for battle. I don't want to make it real."

Sodelor, who seemed to have changed into a different person after entering the forest, nodded and did not speak. He just raised his hand and made a gesture. In an instant, the originally loose team stopped moving forward. All the soldiers dismounted and began to help each other. They quickly put on the light armor in the backpacks on the horses.

Their armor was not as shiny as Viscount Senna's. Instead, it had a dim greenish-gray luster. Ordinary people might think that it was rusty and old, but only knowledgeable Magicians would recognize that it was the unique reflection of Baryton Iron.

The abandoned armor that Rody had taken from the ruins of the High Elves' Wagra City had been smelted again. In a year's time, 80 standard light cavalry armors had been made.

This rare metal was even more precious than thorium. A set of armor only weighed 10 kilograms, so the soldiers could easily carry it in their backpacks. But in terms of defense, it was many times stronger than the Mithril armor that Viscount Senna's subordinates had!

It should be known that this was the armor that only the Royal Guards of Wagra City were qualified to wear. Even in the era of the rich High Elves, it was still a rare resource. Wearing it would not be an exaggeration to say that the defense level would increase by ten times.

So in the blink of an eye, this hunting team had become a light cavalry unit that could charge at any time.

On the chest armor of all the soldiers, there was an emblem of a blue dragon head pierced by a spear. In all epic stories, this mark meant only one thing: "Slaying the Dragon."

"Dragon Spear Knights … Although this name is a bit cliché, 'Dragon Slaying' is really not an exaggeration."

Roddy nodded in satisfaction as he looked at the team that had taken on a new look.

Sodelor took off his thick cloak, revealing his enchanted armor made from a mixture of dragon bones and rare thorium. He pointed at the emblem on his chest: "Emperor Konn's emblem was also a dragon head. But on that dragon head of his, there isn't this lance … "

"If there are any similarities, it's purely a coincidence."

Roddy's lips curled up, but he didn't comment.

Before this, these young scouts had never had a fixed "banner" and "name", but today, they finally had their own emblem and banner.

"Dragon Spear Knights, line up and march!"

"Yes!"

The appearance of the knights who had finished changing their equipment was completely different from before. Although they were still moving silently, the sense of glory that filled their chests had already begun to rapidly gather …

"Turn and advance towards the Meer River."

This was the planned rendezvous point with Sally. After entering the forest, Sally had been surrounded by many other nobles, and now, she had probably sent them away.

"I hope everything goes well."

With a light tug on the reins, Roddy made the horse change direction. At the same time, a pin-tailed sand cone above his head whooshed across the sky, bringing with it a slight breeze.

*****

"Catherine, have you never thought of going in to take a look?"

In the camp outside the Da Vinci Forest, the noble ladies who had stayed behind were gathered together and chatting.

"A bunch of stinky men ordering us around, what's there to see?"

Catherine didn't wear that sexy and revealing dress today, but a dark green short shirt that was similar to a hunting outfit. Paired with a pair of riding boots made by a master leatherworker, this wild and unrestrained beauty made the attendants who stayed behind couldn't help but cast sidelong glances at her.

However, Catherine turned a blind eye to it. She was already used to the lustful gazes of men. Speaking of which, she had never seen a man who could look at her without revealing his inner desires … Oh, except for that annoying 'country bumpkin'.

"Viscount Sienna is really handsome. I dare to bet that there's no noble in the kingdom who looks more like the knight in my dreams than him."

"Tsk, love-struck fool. If you really want to seduce him, just do it. What's the use of being lustful here? "

Catherine ran her hand through her long hair, feeling a little annoyed. She had thought that the baron she had an appointment with last night would give her a pleasant night, but in the end, she found out that the baron was just a silver spearhead. It ended hastily in a few minutes …

What a disappointment.

Gazing at the Da Vinci Forest in front of the camp, Catherine felt that everyone was an eyesore today. When she recalled the silent mockery of that 'country bumpkin' last night, she felt even angrier. She lifted her leg and kicked a pebble far away, as though Roddy was the pebble …

"A country bumpkin who only knows how to put on an act won't have a good ending!"

After cursing in her heart, Catherine realized that her actions were not very ladylike. She immediately retracted her bearing and was about to find a place to sit down and rest. However, she soon discovered that a private soldier was running towards her with large strides.

"Miss, I have urgent news to report to Master!"

The soldier was panting and sweating profusely. In the distance, the horse that he had just ridden was also drenched in sweat. It was obvious that he had galloped here from afar. Catherine was able to mix with a group of women as the 'big sister' not only because of her good figure. She only needed to glance at these details to determine that the other party had rushed over from Bolton's territory. Thus, she did not beat around the bush and said directly, "Father has just led a team into the hunting zone. Tell me what's the matter."

That soldier took a long time to catch his breath and said in a low voice, "I just received news in the morning. Aili Village, Brok Village, and Levin Town in the territory have been attacked!"

"Attacked?"

Catherine's first reaction was neither fear nor excitement. Instead, there was only endless confusion, "Who dares to attack these places? The guards there are not weak at all. I remember that Knight Clayde is in Levin Town, right? "

Clayde was one of the strongest knights in the territory. In terms of strength, he was only below the two Grand Knights, Titus and Wellington. He was a valiant fellow who had advanced to the rank of 'Guardian Knight'. He had once made a name for himself by crippling a group of over thirty bandits.

"K-Knight Clayde's head was hung at the entrance of the town … The person who discovered it said that the entire town was …"

"What happened to them?"

"… All dead, and not a single one of them survived. The same thing happened to those villages. A total of over a thousand residents … There were no survivors. "

These words made Catherine shiver uncontrollably. This unprecedented situation made her feel a little helpless. She could not be blamed for being young. This was because no matter which lord it was, such a matter would probably cause a blank in their thinking.

Did someone declare war on Bolton's territory?

Or did some enemy take advantage of the situation and wanted to teach her family a lesson?

Catherine was after all not a young boy. She tried her best to calm down and imagine all kinds of possibilities. However, no matter how she guessed, it was useless. Because she had never heard of any nobles who would use such a shocking method to start a war.

Nobles rarely killed commoners. Even if they caught hostile nobles, they would usually keep them alive to exchange for ransom.

So what was going on?

"You … Wait, wait for my father to come back and immediately tell him about this!"

It was useless for Catherine to be anxious now. Although she had a certain level of authority, she did not have the ability to make decisions on such a big matter. "Is there any other information? Tell me in detail. "

"No, there is no information. Butler Bram immediately sent me to report after receiving the news. He said that it is best for Sir Lord to immediately return to take charge of the situation. I am afraid that this matter will be difficult to settle with just a few orders …"

"I know … I know, but …" Catherine took a deep breath and decisively waved her hand: "You leave first, I will send someone to call him back now."

"Yes, Miss."

Catherine knew that this was a serious matter. She immediately sent a group of soldiers into the Da Vinci Forest to look for her father. Her hurried appearance made her other close friends a little strange. They all came over to ask about her well-being: "Are you alright? Why do you look so pale? "

"No, I'm fine. My stomach doesn't feel well when I wake up early. Maybe I didn't sleep well last night."

"Hehehehe, what do you mean by not sleeping well? I'm afraid you didn't sleep well last night."

Catherine was completely uninterested in responding to her close friend's teasing. She felt that her face was a little stiff, and her heart had a somewhat uncomfortable premonition.

What is going on …

"Indeed, no one wants to do things that are strenuous and unrewarding. But … what if something unimaginable happens? "

This sentence suddenly appeared in her mind. Catherine, who was pacing back and forth, was startled. She then remembered that this was what that "country bumpkin" said at the banquet last night.

The way he answered while eating cherries left a deep impression on Catherine. At that time, she was extremely disdainful of this saying, but now that she thought about it …

Wasn't what she was facing now the "unimaginable thing"?

Catherine abruptly stopped in her tracks. She felt that even the warm sunlight could not bring her the slightest bit of warmth.

However, just when she was at a loss, she suddenly heard a commotion. When she turned her head, she saw a group of troops suddenly rushing over from the nearby towns …

"Who is this? Which lord is late? "

*****

The temperature in the forest was lower than outside. It was currently spring, and even if one was not in the mood to hunt, they could still see many animals traversing through their field of vision. Those wild rabbits, wild deer, and black wild boars would often be scared away from a distance.

Roddy's troops silently advanced in the forest. As they knew that a battle was about to break out, everyone was actually secretly accumulating their aura. The experienced soldiers constantly moved their wrists and various joints, trying their best to warm up in the slightly cold air.

However, before the troops arrived at their destination, an undisguised sound of hooves abruptly broke the original silence.

Many figures appeared in their field of vision. At first, Roddy thought that there were other nobles chasing their prey, but when he saw the group of people in front of him with their swords unsheathed and fierce eyes, he realized that these people were probably not here to "hunt" —

"Where did they come from?"

Sodelor was astonished as well. These fellows … were not the enemies he had expected.

*****

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